jollystomper
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This is not to make fun of this person. I truly feel sorry for her. It is to show (a) that anyone, if not careful, can fall for a scam, and (b) the type of scam that was used. Someone claiming to be from the CIA convinced her to hand over $50K in cash in a shoe box.
A summary of the situation:
https://news.yahoo.com/financial-journalist-hands-50k-cash-203808974.html
https://www.thecut.com/article/amazon-scam-call-ftc-arrest-warrants.html
A summary of the situation:
https://news.yahoo.com/financial-journalist-hands-50k-cash-203808974.html
The source (and longer, but interesting) article, written by the columnist:A New York Magazine financial columnist has described how she handed fraudsters $50,000 (£39,690) in cash after she fell for a “cruel and violating” scam.
Charlotte Cowles was conned into thinking she was a victim of identity theft and there were warrants out for her arrest for cybercrimes, money laundering and drug trafficking.
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“Now I know this was all a scam – a cruel and violating one but painfully obvious in retrospect”, she said.
“I felt violated, unreliable; I couldn’t trust myself ... I still don’t believe that what happened to me could happen to anyone, but I’m starting to realise that I’m not uniquely fallible,” she wrote.
“Either way, I have to accept that someone waged psychological warfare on me, and I lost.”
https://www.thecut.com/article/amazon-scam-call-ftc-arrest-warrants.html
The man on the phone knew my home address, my Social Security number, the names of my family members, and that my 2-year-old son was playing in our living room. He told me my home was being watched, my laptop had been hacked, and we were in imminent danger. “I can help you, but only if you cooperate,” he said. His first orders: I could not tell anyone about our conversation, not even my spouse, or talk to the police or a lawyer.
Now I know this was all a scam — a cruel and violating one but painfully obvious in retrospect. Here’s what I can’t figure out: Why didn’t I just hang up and call 911? Why didn’t I text my husband, or my brother (a lawyer), or my best friend (also a lawyer), or my parents, or one of the many other people who would have helped me? Why did I hand over all that money — the contents of my savings account, strictly for emergencies — without a bigger fight?
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And while this is harder to quantify — how do I even put it? — I’m not someone who loses her head. My mother-in-law has described me as even-keeled; my own mom has called me “maddeningly rational.” I am listed as an emergency contact for several friends — and their kids. I vote, floss, cook, and exercise. In other words, I’m not a person who panics under pressure and falls for a conspiracy involving drug smuggling, money laundering, and CIA officers at my door. Until, suddenly, I was.